Again, I do not own Artemis fowl. Eoin Colfer Does
The security guard was walking down the hallways, checking up on the patients. When he got to Artemis Fowls room, he saw a strange sight.
"Prisoner, why are you eating your comb?" he asked the boy.
"Because sir, it tastes better than the wretched food you give out here."
"This is a Mental Institute, not the Whitehouse. What do you expect, caviar?"
"Actually, yes."
"Well, if you didn't kill your parents, maybe you would be eating caviar at home." Artemis stopped talking and went back to "Eating his comb".
A few hours passed and Artemis was finally called to go to his therapy session. He followed the security guard to Dr. Aquitas' office. Artemis went through the normal 1 hour session in which all he did was think about the comb up his sleeve. At the end of the hour, Artemis got up and walked up to the guards and held out his hands. As the guard reached out to put on the cuffs, Artemis grabbed the chain, and in a flash, pulled the guard closer and stabbed him in the neck with the comb. (Before he was "Eating the comb" right? He was actually sharpening it.)
He quickly grabbed the hand cuffs and threw them at the other guard. The moment of distraction was all he needed to grab the man's gun and shoot him.
"Now, Dr. Aquitas," Artemis said. "Where would you like me to shoot you?" That was when the Dr. hit a button under his desk. An alarm went off inside the building. Artemis instantly shot Aquitas and ran towards the door. He pulled open the door and stumbled into the hallway. He racked his brain, trying to figure out where the exit was, but he could not remember. So, he turned left and ran. "I hope they aren't chasing me," he thought. "I'm almost out of breath already."
Artemis whipped around a corner only to come to a big steel door that was slightly ajar. A sign over top of the door said in big, red letters, ARMORY.
The security guard was walking down the hallways, checking up on the patients. When he got to Artemis Fowls room, he saw a strange sight.
"Prisoner, why are you eating your comb?" he asked the boy.
"Because sir, it tastes better than the wretched food you give out here."
"This is a Mental Institute, not the Whitehouse. What do you expect, caviar?"
"Actually, yes."
"Well, if you didn't kill your parents, maybe you would be eating caviar at home." Artemis stopped talking and went back to "Eating his comb".
A few hours passed and Artemis was finally called to go to his therapy session. He followed the security guard to Dr. Aquitas' office. Artemis went through the normal 1 hour session in which all he did was think about the comb up his sleeve. At the end of the hour, Artemis got up and walked up to the guards and held out his hands. As the guard reached out to put on the cuffs, Artemis grabbed the chain, and in a flash, pulled the guard closer and stabbed him in the neck with the comb. (Before he was "Eating the comb" right? He was actually sharpening it.)
He quickly grabbed the hand cuffs and threw them at the other guard. The moment of distraction was all he needed to grab the man's gun and shoot him.
"Now, Dr. Aquitas," Artemis said. "Where would you like me to shoot you?" That was when the Dr. hit a button under his desk. An alarm went off inside the building. Artemis instantly shot Aquitas and ran towards the door. He pulled open the door and stumbled into the hallway. He racked his brain, trying to figure out where the exit was, but he could not remember. So, he turned left and ran. "I hope they aren't chasing me," he thought. "I'm almost out of breath already."
Artemis whipped around a corner only to come to a big steel door that was slightly ajar. A sign over top of the door said in big, red letters, ARMORY.
